A MANO A MANO

 A mano a mano

As you as you realize that the wind

He blows on your face and steals a smile

The summer season is about to end

It blows on your heart and steals your love

And gradually it melts into tears

That sweet memory faded by time

Of when you lived with me in a room

There was no money but a lot of hope

And gradually you lose me and lose you

And what it was seems more absurd to us

Of when the night you were more and more true

And not like now on Saturday nights

But give me your hand and come back close

A flower can be born in our garden

That even winter can never freeze

Can a flower grow from this my love for you

And gradually you will see that over time

There above his face the same smile

That the cruel wind had stolen from you

That comes back faithful, love is back to you